The glazed tower that stood in the distance suddenly flashed with light. Suddenly, under the eaves of the tower, copper bells roared, and bloody eyes stopped blinking in an instant, looking at the many righteous monks surrounding Tao Wen.
Suddenly, a violent soul impact broke out!
At the same time, the gate of the Glazed Tower opened, and countless resentful ghosts rushed out, like a gray-black turbid current, surging like a tide of anger, roaring towards Tao Wendu!
Seeing this scene, the righteous monk was furious. The jade pendant on the waist of the Supreme Elder Zhen Jianghui of Jiuyi Mountain flashed, and a clear chant sounded slowly, immediately blocking the attack of the soul that was coming to face for everyone.
Zhen Jianghui's eyes widened and shouted loudly: Demonic thief, dare you!
Before he finished speaking, many mountains emerged from the void.
The indescribable powerful gravity immediately pressed towards the glazed tower.
The strong wind blew on my face, and it was as cold as a knife.
The ground was walking around, and the big stones were like gravel, staggering and rolling towards the distance.
The river flows against the flow, and the entire earth and the surface are quickly cut off, revealing the silt and sandstone layers inside.
The clans standing on the railing looked at the huge mountain that was smashed down by their heads. The withered expression under the hood was dull. The gray shadows in the eyes of the old man in charge flashed, the copper bells shaking together, and the ripples in the void spread out.
In an instant, the mountain fell with a huge sound of wind, but it seemed to hit a phantom. The smoke and dust flew like waves, and the glazed tower was still full of light, but it was unscathed.
The clouds spread, but Suzhen Tian Cen Fangwo took action. As the green sleeves fluttered, a five-colored rainbow suddenly rose, facing countless demons.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom...
Wherever Changhong went, many resentful ghosts seemed to be covered with snow and encountered the sun. In an instant, the smoke disappeared, turned into misty water vapor, and quickly fell into the earth.
On the glazed tower, a gray-robed monk immediately pinched his fingers and made a strange magic trick.
Lang Lang Qingming's blood color filled his eyes, turning into a bloody sky!
Countless dark red, light red, crimson, and black red blood towers are like blood stains that have been frozen, either fresh, dry, withered, or coagulated for a long time, hanging down from the bloody sky and converging into a blood-colored ocean.
In each blood tower, there were surging shadows and countless blood beasts, and the fishy and sweet smell surged, filling the entire world.
The roar mixed with a roar was like a flood breaking the dike, and he rushed towards the seriously injured Tao Wendu crazily.
These are the dead souls who fell in the battles of reincarnation!
Huan Yunzhen and Yan Sichun made a sword at the same time. The sword light was like snow, splashing and illuminating the world.The bitter sword energy rushes and howls, like a stormy wave, flying into the sky, pointing directly at the gray-robed monk.
Hearing the soul serpent stood in the air, his short hair flew up, and suddenly threw out the painting halberd. When the painting halberd penetrated the sky, it had grown rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it covered the sky and the sun, and with the sound of thunder, it smashed towards the glazed tower towering into the clouds.
On the tower, another gray-robed monk took action. While his hands were raised, the void in front of the tower continued to tremble. In a short while, the entire glazed tower was bursting with thousands of light, and countless runes rushed up one after another, surging out from the void, forming a huge rune.
One black and one white, like Pisces chasing from the beginning and the end, simple and mysterious, spinning endlessly.
All the sword energy and giant halberds that attacked were blocked by the runes. In a blink of an eye, as the Pisces rotated, they were twisted into pieces and quickly swallowed up by the runes!
Boom boom boom boom...
In the distance, looking at the sudden attack on the Reincarnation Tower, Wu Chouzi and others from Wushi Villa were stunned at first. After reacting, they joined the battlefield without caring about what was going on...
In an instant, the sword energy spread across the sky, the magical powers were like rain, and the magical powers broke out in an instant!
Looking at this extremely abrupt scene, Pei Ling frowned, and the Reincarnation Tower suddenly took action, which was really disrespectful to him!
And more importantly, he had already won the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, but the power of heaven and earth around him had no intention of instilling into his body!
His battle with the mountain master is not over yet?
Just as he was wondering, a cold and low voice suddenly came into his ears: Pei Shengzi, you come to block the sword god and Su Zhentian's Cen Fangwo, everyone else, I will kill all my Reincarnation Tower and Wushi Villa!
Pei Ling was stunned when he heard this. He had warned everyone here before that today is the day when he fought with the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, and no one can cause trouble.
As a result, the Reincarnation Tower not only gave him a shame, but also asked him to help deal with the Sword God and Cen Fangwo?!
Did he hear this wrong?Or is it that the mind of the Reincarnation Tower is not good?
At this time, the monk who sent a message to Pei Ling was looking at Pei Ling with full confidence.
Their original plan was to let Pei Ling hold the sword god alone, but now, Pei Ling defeated the master of Jiuyi Mountain with just one knife!
They were so powerful that they simply gave the Sword God and Su Zhentian's Cen Fangwo to each other!
This saint son of Chongming Sect is a good person by nature and likes fishing. This is exactly what he wants. Pei Ling will definitely be very grateful to them in the Reincarnation Tower!
So, the next moment...
brush!!!
A blood-colored sword energy like a waterfall spread across the sky, instantly dividing this world into two worlds!
Puff puff puff...
Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang...
Countless demons were killed by the sword energy, and they fell apart on the spot, turned into powder and left with the wind. All magic, whether it is the right or the demon, were blocked by the sword energy, and they could not exceed half a step!
Seeing that Pei Ling finally ended, but he was not trying to attack the pseudo-Talent. Many monks at the Reincarnation Tower were stunned. One of them asked coldly: Pei Shengzi, what do you mean?
Pei Ling replied coldly: I just said that today is the time for me to fight the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, so don’t cause trouble!
Now that the winner is still undecided, whoever takes action will be the enemy of me!
The winner is not decided?
When the monks in the audience heard this, they were stunned.
At this moment, the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, half of his body was almost cut off, and the blood stained the entire Taoist robe red. His breath was chaotic and his face was pale. He was seriously injured, but he was barely awake. How could he have any more power to fight?
But soon, Wu Chouzi and others stopped immediately, voluntarily withdrew from the battlefield, and returned to their original position to watch the battle.
Although I don’t know what’s going on, Immortal Emperor Pei must have made some sense when he speaks. There is no need to offend an immortal emperor for the sake of the slightest pleasure of this illusion.
On the glazed tower, a group of gray-robed monks looked at Pei Ling silently, with their hood hanging down, covering their faces and expressions. They saw their eyes fading, but they didn't know what they were thinking.
At this moment, Ren Jiao, the Tiansheng Sect, chuckled and said loudly: What does Pei Shengzi mean is that the war will not end before the mountain master died?
If so, it should be the first move from the pseudo-dao side!
Hearing this, Zhen Jianghui immediately looked at Pei Ling and said in a deep voice: The mountain master is seriously injured and has no power to fight again. You have won this battle!
He Fuqiong nodded slightly. The victory and defeat are just small matters now. What is important is to save the life of the mountain master!
At present, his magic power is still pouring into Tao Wendu's body to suppress the opponent's injuries.
But strangely, Pei Ling's sword was not fatal to the Hedao cultivator, but for some reason, the mountain master's body was like a bottomless black hole. He had consumed nearly half of his magic power, but the mountain master's condition showed no sign of improvement!
The situation was urgent, and He Fuqiong didn't have time to think too much. He immediately said in a calm voice: Lord Taoshan can no longer fight.
If fellow Taoist Pei feels it is not enough, I can replace the mountain master and fight with you again!
Suddenly, a violent soul impact broke out!
At the same time, the gate of the Glazed Tower opened, and countless resentful ghosts rushed out, like a gray-black turbid current, surging like a tide of anger, roaring towards Tao Wendu!
Seeing this scene, the righteous monk was furious. The jade pendant on the waist of the Supreme Elder Zhen Jianghui of Jiuyi Mountain flashed, and a clear chant sounded slowly, immediately blocking the attack of the soul that was coming to face for everyone.
Zhen Jianghui's eyes widened and shouted loudly: Demonic thief, dare you!
Before he finished speaking, many mountains emerged from the void.
The indescribable powerful gravity immediately pressed towards the glazed tower.
The strong wind blew on my face, and it was as cold as a knife.
The ground was walking around, and the big stones were like gravel, staggering and rolling towards the distance.
The river flows against the flow, and the entire earth and the surface are quickly cut off, revealing the silt and sandstone layers inside.
The clans standing on the railing looked at the huge mountain that was smashed down by their heads. The withered expression under the hood was dull. The gray shadows in the eyes of the old man in charge flashed, the copper bells shaking together, and the ripples in the void spread out.
In an instant, the mountain fell with a huge sound of wind, but it seemed to hit a phantom. The smoke and dust flew like waves, and the glazed tower was still full of light, but it was unscathed.
The clouds spread, but Suzhen Tian Cen Fangwo took action. As the green sleeves fluttered, a five-colored rainbow suddenly rose, facing countless demons.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom...
Wherever Changhong went, many resentful ghosts seemed to be covered with snow and encountered the sun. In an instant, the smoke disappeared, turned into misty water vapor, and quickly fell into the earth.
On the glazed tower, a gray-robed monk immediately pinched his fingers and made a strange magic trick.
Lang Lang Qingming's blood color filled his eyes, turning into a bloody sky!
Countless dark red, light red, crimson, and black red blood towers are like blood stains that have been frozen, either fresh, dry, withered, or coagulated for a long time, hanging down from the bloody sky and converging into a blood-colored ocean.
In each blood tower, there were surging shadows and countless blood beasts, and the fishy and sweet smell surged, filling the entire world.
The roar mixed with a roar was like a flood breaking the dike, and he rushed towards the seriously injured Tao Wendu crazily.
These are the dead souls who fell in the battles of reincarnation!
Huan Yunzhen and Yan Sichun made a sword at the same time. The sword light was like snow, splashing and illuminating the world.The bitter sword energy rushes and howls, like a stormy wave, flying into the sky, pointing directly at the gray-robed monk.
Hearing the soul serpent stood in the air, his short hair flew up, and suddenly threw out the painting halberd. When the painting halberd penetrated the sky, it had grown rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it covered the sky and the sun, and with the sound of thunder, it smashed towards the glazed tower towering into the clouds.
On the tower, another gray-robed monk took action. While his hands were raised, the void in front of the tower continued to tremble. In a short while, the entire glazed tower was bursting with thousands of light, and countless runes rushed up one after another, surging out from the void, forming a huge rune.
One black and one white, like Pisces chasing from the beginning and the end, simple and mysterious, spinning endlessly.
All the sword energy and giant halberds that attacked were blocked by the runes. In a blink of an eye, as the Pisces rotated, they were twisted into pieces and quickly swallowed up by the runes!
Boom boom boom boom...
In the distance, looking at the sudden attack on the Reincarnation Tower, Wu Chouzi and others from Wushi Villa were stunned at first. After reacting, they joined the battlefield without caring about what was going on...
In an instant, the sword energy spread across the sky, the magical powers were like rain, and the magical powers broke out in an instant!
Looking at this extremely abrupt scene, Pei Ling frowned, and the Reincarnation Tower suddenly took action, which was really disrespectful to him!
And more importantly, he had already won the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, but the power of heaven and earth around him had no intention of instilling into his body!
His battle with the mountain master is not over yet?
Just as he was wondering, a cold and low voice suddenly came into his ears: Pei Shengzi, you come to block the sword god and Su Zhentian's Cen Fangwo, everyone else, I will kill all my Reincarnation Tower and Wushi Villa!
Pei Ling was stunned when he heard this. He had warned everyone here before that today is the day when he fought with the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, and no one can cause trouble.
As a result, the Reincarnation Tower not only gave him a shame, but also asked him to help deal with the Sword God and Cen Fangwo?!
Did he hear this wrong?Or is it that the mind of the Reincarnation Tower is not good?
At this time, the monk who sent a message to Pei Ling was looking at Pei Ling with full confidence.
Their original plan was to let Pei Ling hold the sword god alone, but now, Pei Ling defeated the master of Jiuyi Mountain with just one knife!
They were so powerful that they simply gave the Sword God and Su Zhentian's Cen Fangwo to each other!
This saint son of Chongming Sect is a good person by nature and likes fishing. This is exactly what he wants. Pei Ling will definitely be very grateful to them in the Reincarnation Tower!
So, the next moment...
brush!!!
A blood-colored sword energy like a waterfall spread across the sky, instantly dividing this world into two worlds!
Puff puff puff...
Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang...
Countless demons were killed by the sword energy, and they fell apart on the spot, turned into powder and left with the wind. All magic, whether it is the right or the demon, were blocked by the sword energy, and they could not exceed half a step!
Seeing that Pei Ling finally ended, but he was not trying to attack the pseudo-Talent. Many monks at the Reincarnation Tower were stunned. One of them asked coldly: Pei Shengzi, what do you mean?
Pei Ling replied coldly: I just said that today is the time for me to fight the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, so don’t cause trouble!
Now that the winner is still undecided, whoever takes action will be the enemy of me!
The winner is not decided?
When the monks in the audience heard this, they were stunned.
At this moment, the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, half of his body was almost cut off, and the blood stained the entire Taoist robe red. His breath was chaotic and his face was pale. He was seriously injured, but he was barely awake. How could he have any more power to fight?
But soon, Wu Chouzi and others stopped immediately, voluntarily withdrew from the battlefield, and returned to their original position to watch the battle.
Although I don’t know what’s going on, Immortal Emperor Pei must have made some sense when he speaks. There is no need to offend an immortal emperor for the sake of the slightest pleasure of this illusion.
On the glazed tower, a group of gray-robed monks looked at Pei Ling silently, with their hood hanging down, covering their faces and expressions. They saw their eyes fading, but they didn't know what they were thinking.
At this moment, Ren Jiao, the Tiansheng Sect, chuckled and said loudly: What does Pei Shengzi mean is that the war will not end before the mountain master died?
If so, it should be the first move from the pseudo-dao side!
Hearing this, Zhen Jianghui immediately looked at Pei Ling and said in a deep voice: The mountain master is seriously injured and has no power to fight again. You have won this battle!
He Fuqiong nodded slightly. The victory and defeat are just small matters now. What is important is to save the life of the mountain master!
At present, his magic power is still pouring into Tao Wendu's body to suppress the opponent's injuries.
But strangely, Pei Ling's sword was not fatal to the Hedao cultivator, but for some reason, the mountain master's body was like a bottomless black hole. He had consumed nearly half of his magic power, but the mountain master's condition showed no sign of improvement!
The situation was urgent, and He Fuqiong didn't have time to think too much. He immediately said in a calm voice: Lord Taoshan can no longer fight.
If fellow Taoist Pei feels it is not enough, I can replace the mountain master and fight with you again!
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